"I am Duzhong, Duzheng's older brother." The man quickly checked Nian'an's condition, his expression growing increasingly grave. "Something inside this child is resonating with the Incense Poison..."
The old woman suddenly dropped to her knees, a trembling hand pointing at the faint lotus birthmark on Nian'an's chest. "The Holy Maiden... has returned..."
Only then did Shen Qing notice that the old woman had a lotus brand on her collarbone, strikingly similar to Nian'an's, though already blackened and withered. A terrifying thought struck her—this village was perhaps a sanctuary built by the descendants of the Incense Guardians who had fled Tianxiang Pavilion all those years ago.
Chapter 57